Section 12 Cocooning Yourself 9
readx;? As soon as he was in the posture of a victor, he twisted the noble and arrogant head and carried the fruits of victory (his own son) and returned triumphantly, he felt a pain in his wrist, and only then did he realize that his own son was holding his wrist and gnawing on pork knuckle. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info this into the bones, either there is a deep hatred, or really hungry. If it weren't for the fact that the little broken child usually eats too much chocolate, seven of his ten teeth are decayed, two of them have not yet grown, and his stamina is insufficient. But even this hurt him so much that his anger rose rapidly. When I picked it up and carried it on my shoulder, it was another wild butt.
Although he was beaten by his own father, the little broken child still hugged Haixin all the way: "You bad, you make Haixin cry!
After entering the house, Kang Lele threw his son to the ground, and scolded him in anger: "(#āµā²) Damn! Whoever eats food will bite for whom! You are a dog!"
Although the skin of the beaten flesh is open, the little broken child does not show weakness at all, the left bite is "bad guy", the right bite is "big bad", Kang Lele beats him, he bites him, he is really a tiger father without a dog, a pair of poisonous tongues vs poisonous fangs. In the end, he Kang Lele, picked up the little broken child and threw it into the storeroom, not to mention the chocolate that night, and didn't even give him a sip of orange water to drink.
Since then, Qu Lan Tianyuan has been angry with him, Haixin was scolded by him and burst into tears on the street, his own son was beaten by him and his skin was dizzy and hungry. ('w?sprinkle flowers). Now he is begging for people to win people, and now there is no one in the school to benefit him, and no one in class will let him endorse at every turn, calling his brain circuit a pig intestine, and his grandmother is not loving his uncle as he wishes (?) ('w?) No one took notes, so he asked him to take notes, and he either let go or put down, and fell asleep on the table. But although the elf intelligence is high, after all, the comprehension is insufficient, although this note is remembered all, it is all parroting, without its own understanding and inductive sublimation, and it cannot be compared with what Qu Lan Pastoral did. But he doesn't care, he's already crippled anyway, and a hundred college diplomas can't save him. The only thing that made him uncomfortable was the classmates who were playing with the strings as if no one was around the campus, and it made him feel inferior because he didn't fit in. Therefore, when he came to school, he fished for three days and dried nets for two days, all out of interest.
At this point, he should have thought that his wish would be fragrant, but within two days he found out that this was another pit he had carefully thrown for himself, and it was the deepest one:; (nā²ļ¹`n);:ć
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